Sherry: The Dope Mistress; The Mysterious Temptress that Comes around from time to time; She speaks the same rhyme as I like; She brings me back to memories of infant tyke. Marry sometimes envies Sherry cause I spread my Love; I Love them both, sometimes only them and God...
She humbles me & reminds me I’m a bit more
Innocent than I claim to be
It’s all the same to me,
No more thoughts of claim for me… not for her At least
Always got me wishing I could have a piece
She stirs up these feelings inside of a chaotic Sea that resides in me
But she always finds a way to tame the beast
Damn! Will I ever make it to palm trees and Feast?